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profile At twenty and one-point-six-three/four/two (can't remember) tall, I am a girl who loves many things, and detests a few. Not very fond of setting out a whole list of 'about me's, so... just read on. :) tag archives May 2004 June 2004 July 2004 August 2004 September 2004 October 2004 November 2004 December 2004 January 2005 February 2005 March 2005 April 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 October 2009 friends and credits skin by: Jane |
Thursday, September 29, 2005 @ 12:20 PM
I'm in BYTEZ with lee shuqi! exams. siiggghhh Sunday, September 25, 2005 @ 11:27 AM
i'm counting. If a hypocrite says what he doesn't do, am I a hypocrite, then? I promised myself not to go online and blog but I'm doing it now. Had actually wanted to print a set of solutions for math and somehow my hand had a life of its own and here I am. On second thought, why didn't I let myself blog? silly me. I seldom forward emails, and today when I wanted to do so, gmail turned its back on me. Grace (council) sent me an email that was about the blessings that we unknowingly receive. If you woke up this morningwith more health than illness,you are more blessed than the million who won't survive the week. If you have never experienced the danger of battle,the loneliness of imprisonment,the agony of torture or the pangs of starvation,you are ahead of 20 million people around the world. If you attend a church meeting without fear of harassment, arrest, torture, or death,you are more blessed than almost three billion people in the world. If you have food in your refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof over your head and a place to sleep,you are richer than 75% of this world. If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish someplace, you are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy. If your parents are still married and alive, you are very rare, especially in the United States. If you hold up your head with a smile on your face and are truly thankful, you are blessed because the majority can, but most do not. If you can hold someone's hand, hug them or even touch them on the shoulder, you are blessed because you can offer God's healing touch. If you can read this message, you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world that cannot read anything at all. You are so blessed in ways you may never even know. I'm not entirely sure why, but the mail struck me hard. So if you've read it (and I'm sure you can), I hope it strikes you. Life, sometimes, isn't all about the paperchase, the dress at the shop window, nor the pimple on your cheek. Which is why I chose the question that questions the meaning of life, during the gp exam on friday. I didn't think I fared well, but writing it gave me... a sense of satisfaction. mm hmm. i'm off - Friday, September 23, 2005 @ 8:34 PM
INACTIVATE. yes thy blog shalt inactivate from today till the end of the frigginistic promos. bwahhh this is weird i am not being myself these days. even mel told me a few days ago that i am a bit blurrer than before. what did i just eat for dinner? hmm aiyo never mind. okay g'bye. NAH did ya really think i'm going a bit bonkers cos of the exams? JIA YOU everyone! may the sheer spirit of finishing the paper in time and doing it well live in you. ooooohhm. Sunday, September 18, 2005 @ 8:42 PM
In 10 minutes I shall sum up whatever I've wanted to type for ages. GAH! Exams are hopping nearer. And nearer. Nothing much to comment on them, since I've been going through them since the day I was born. Except you can't deny that each year the level increases. So technically speaking.. I'm taking a LEVEL 17 EXAM in two weeks leh!!! bleah. Did 7- 10 friggin hours of PROJECT WORK yesterday at the raintree - an area in nj - I could puke. dum dee dum.. I've been thinking, recently. If they put the 'top job Singaporean students are capable of' in a magazine like, say, The Economist, I bet it would be an ACADEMIST. Day in day out, we scurry around school like nobody's business and flail amongst the heap of work thrown at us like nobody's business. okok ten minutes reaching soon lah. If you're a listless surfer, do come visit the S08 webbie, 'cos it's hilarious!! mwaha. penning off. wishmeluck-;) Thursday, September 08, 2005 @ 11:23 PM
what a day! What a day! I'd say! Hey that rhymed! mm sometimes I get a kick out of the silliest things. MSN messenger decided to turn its two faced-back on me. How appropriate, when I'm in a chatting mood now. puiiii Today is... *beats the floor* Joanne's Birthday!!!  haha my kuku self and joanne in nj orientation '05 You bet it was eventful! We staged an act just for her, and we succeeded in making her cry. Many times, at that! Ain't we good hor. Why 'act'? It was all an elaborate lie, from telling her that only a couple of rapacherians could make it to celebrate with her today because the rest were busy with school, to bringing her to Parc Vista (angela's friend's aunt'c condo), telling her that she had to meet lala there to collect her ultra large birthday present. We were, of course, in the theatre room of the condo waiting for her to come in so we could surprise her! shhh! shhh! She's coming already, faster switch off the lights!!! Anticipate, anticipate. Door opened. Happy birthday to you, happy... --- *WAIL* Hmmms somehow I almost felt like crying too, but it would be a bit too drama for comfort. ;) After the partay (it was joanne, joanna, ry, ange, me and the hwan-gang), the rapacherians went for dinner at cream bistro, the pacific plaza. If you ask me why I love to go out with rapache, one of the many reasons is because we love eating. And eating love us!! So we were walking to pacific plaza when I got the call. Jie jie I have your piano results! - my sis My heart almost regurgitated from my body, man. And I passed. :) Am not overly ecstatic about the results because I felt I deserved better, but ms tan (piano teacher) and the gals made me feel, at least, that I should be happy I passed. After dinner, we took neoprints (as always) and headed home in the MRT. You bet it was one helluva ride. If I were an outsider looking at this group of girls, I would've thought they emerged from the bird park. Somebody tell me why we get so high in a train? ha. I feel so happy when I'm with rapache. Everything's so familiar, so wonderful, so enjoyable, so funny. We might annoy each other at times (lalaahem.) but i love them all the same. Truly blessed. Thursday, September 01, 2005 @ 4:52 PM
the struggles of a lady Feminism. A burning issue in our GP lessons, but i wonder if we really take a good look at it. I grow up, wanting to be a successful career woman and to have a nice cosy family. How is that possible? Because we all know that if you have one, you can't really have the other. So sad but true. *** I realise my entries are getting shorter. Haha i wonder if it's lack of interest, or lack of substance to type. Bleah! Holidays are here but like every other holiday, it ain't for having fun. I've also been eating excessively at the foodcourt 'cos Mum doesn't have time to cook and Dad's cooking makes one think twice about eating ;). And I'm getting tired of food from there. Urgh. Nana I miss your braised pork, your kang kong, your curry, your soups. I guess this is a sign. That I should pick the recipes Nana left and LEARN them. I will, when I have the time! For now.. I suppose the foodcourt will have to do. :( |